Welcome to Welcome to Hell, the podcast for sinners, where you send us your tales of iniquity, and we offer our infernal judgment.

So you died, get over it, we have. You think you're the first to be plucked up by a long, gangly man in a fashionable cape and whisked off to giant country.

Put down that snos cumber, set aside the froff Scotland, gallabant through the firing gates, for a good old fashion gossip with me, Daniel Fox, comedian, Victorian Fringe lampshade and Hell's resident receptionist.

And moi, Dane Buckley, comedian, sixth spice girl, the lapsed angel.

Darling!

Note how I said sixth correctly there.

Well, that's how I would always say.

I would never, in my right mind, say 70 October 9th last year.

Here we are.

I used to fancy all of the evil giants.

Of course you did.

That was one of my sexual awakenings.

Gosh, between those and Hercules and Disney's...

Hercules' father.

Zeus in Disney's, Hercules.

Also, you got a little glow in your face when you said snoscumber. Sposcumber. Put down that snoscumber, you're naughty, man. Didn't, did, when you're jealous of his little camp cape though? Yes. And also his lovely cottage core house, do you, which is where I imagine you live, actually. I've just realized when I imagine your house.

There is a vibe of it. Yeah, because I've seen all the photos like lots of wood and, I can't believe I've not been over your house. But were you not jealous of the bath that he draws her? Oh, yes. Like dark green liquid and it looks so hot. Yeah, it really was. And she gets in and she's like, f-a-f-f-a.

And just the jars and glass and vessels of all different things.

With a shiny.

Is he West Country? so hot. Yeah, it really was. And she gets in and she's like, f-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h. And just the jars and glass and vessels of all different things.

With like Chinese-farkling.

Is he West Country accented?

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